On My Way To You

So often as I wait for sleep I find myself reciting

The words I've said or should have said

Like scenes that need rewriting

The smiles I never answered

Doors perhaps I should have opened

Songs forgotten in the morning

I relived the roles I've played

The tears I may have squandered

The many pipers I have paid along the roads I wandered

Yet all the time I knew it

Love was somewhere out there waiting

Though I may regret a kiss or two

If I had changed a single day

What went amiss or went astray

I may have never found my way to you